Nalan snow turned her head, looked at the lonely cloud and said, "that man is Siqi."
People can't be strong overnight. Behind this, he has made more than 100 times more efforts than others. Si Qi never challenges those who are weaker than himself or whose strength is equal to his own. Every time he hovers on the edge of life and death, what he understands is different. Therefore, he can be in just four years, From an ordinary person without any spiritual power, he has become a powerful spiritual monk.
That's a height that others can't reach in a lifetime.
Gu Yun's hand held more tightly. Nalan Xue continued: "two years later, that is, some time before Guban and I moved to the western continent, Siqi finally appeared in the vision of the world. As soon as he appeared, there was a bloody storm. The whole eastern continent was turbulent because of him. He came back just to revenge those who had besieged you and him in the imperial capital!"
Nalan Snow said it again in detail.
At that time, Si Qi was just a soul cultivator. It was good for those strong saints to shake the tree. Everyone was laughing at his overestimation. At that time, the emperor of Xuanyin was already a law secretary, and those who had participated in the encirclement and suppression of the imperial capital assumed important positions in Xuanyin.
They were the first heroes who helped the law Secretary succeed in becoming emperor.
That night, Siqi only wore a thin white dress. The green and careless look of the demon and fairy faded away. All that remained was coldness and alienation. It seemed that he was derailed from the world.
At that time, Nalan snow several people heard the news and hurried to the imperial capital. When they arrived, the long street of the imperial capital had turned into a Shura field, the streets and alleys were covered with corpses, and the blood was spilled all over the ground. The blood lasted for a long time.
In the mountain of corpses, Si Qi stood coldly, and the supreme sword was still dripping blood. Due to the drinking of blood, the supreme sword was always in an excited state, sending out clanking sword sounds again and again, echoing in the night sky of the imperial capital.
Even after a long and fierce battle, even if there was a river of blood under his feet, his white clothes were still free of fine dust and looked like a clear Hong in the night.
All the people who rushed over looked at him blankly and didn't know how to react. The shock was transmitted to their hearts. At that time, Siqi was already amazing in their hearts.
Nalan snow still can't forget. At that time, in the light and blood of the knife, Si Qi's dark purple Jian pupils, such as the vast world and thousands of miles of stars, were too deep to see to the end, and could sink in at a glance.
However, in those eyes, there was only cold killing intention!
The strong saints who once besieged Gu Yun and Si Qi in the imperial capital were slaughtered by him. As for those who did not settle in the imperial capital and traveled abroad, they escaped.
Before alerting those immortal cultivation powers, Siqi left. As when the Tathagata came, he turned into a streamer and disappeared in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.
They didn't give Nalan snow a chance to keep him.
At that time, they found that after Gu Yun's death, the former Siqi also died. Now all they left was an empty shell of revenge for revenge.
They felt no anger in him.
Later, Siqi gradually became active in the east continent. Wherever he haunted, several people would die the next day.
These people are undoubtedly those who have participated in the transformation of the imperial capital!